Your kid is the UFC champ on Xbox....but my daughter just whipped his ass in real life...So now I'm sitting in the Principal's office because your kid's life lacks human interaction, and my kid's life lacks bitchassness.
I'm in trouble beacuse you sit on Facebook all day, liking posts, sharing hot ghetto mess pictures, spazzing on imaginary haters, and finding scriptures to justify getting dumped (because God is preparing you for something better), instead of asking Lil Urkel how his day went...Its my fault you're so busy retweeting Oprah's quotes, that you haven't noticed Lil Tristan is dressing in all black, cuts himself, and now worships Satan. Its society's fault that your kid's only friend is John Madden..
Now my kid is a bully because I invested in karate classes, and when Lil Winthorp III ran up on her, he caught a roundhouse kick in the throat.
We can blame video games for our children's lack of social skills and compassion for each other. We can can also blame Pepe Le Peu for the recent rise in skunks raping cats. OR, we can try something new, how about you take an active interest in Lil Logan's life NOW, so we can all avoid seeing your dumb ass on the news, blaming society when he shoots up the school.
I'll tell you what, as long as you won't accept accountability, your precious baby is gonna keep accepting ass whippings from mine..
And another thing, if Brittany is getting bullied on the internet, tell her simple ass to log off!
